My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 507

Chapter 507: Chapter 501: Here Chapter 507: Chapter 501: Here Yes, this is Tang Zhinian, Tang Zhinian who unconditionally loves his daughter.

Not everyone is like Lin’s father, and certainly, not everyone is like Tang Zhinian.

Lin Yile’s eyes widened.

Suddenly, she opened the door and ran out, covering her face.

She was hurt.

She was hurt by Tang Yuxin.

She was hurt by Tang Yuxin’s soul-stripping words.

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How can such a woman exist in this world?

She seems to always hold a knife, jabbing at people’s hearts, but you can’t say a word to blame her.

Because she’s honest, because she tells the truth, because the truth is just so.

Tang Yuxin came out holding a fire jar, went into the room to put it, and when she came out, Gu Shangjiao had already brought out two bowls of noodles and placed them on the table.

The noodles were served in soup, sprinkled with finely chopped green onions.

The smell was very appetising, and the presentation was not bad either.

Tang Yuxin was hungry.

She quickly walked over and also sat down.

There were three bowls in total, she took one and put it in front of herself, and started to eat the noodles without saying a word.

She was mentally prepared.

Even if it tasted horrible, she would eat it all.

Wasting food is a bad practice.

But to her surprise, the taste was not bad at all.

In fact, she felt it was even better than her own cooking.

The noodles were cooked just right, not too soft, not too hard.

Moreover, when she used chopsticks to stir the noodles, she found a hidden treasure in there – a poached egg, which was so perfect that she didn’t want to eat it.

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Gu’s bowl of noodles was cooked to a high standard.

She always acted casually in front of Gu Ning.

If there wasn’t any gender boundary, she and Gu Ning could be considered the best of friends.

“Uncle Gu, you make such good noodles.

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Do you know how to make anything else?” She didn’t believe that a person who cooks such tasty noodles wouldn’t be able to cook anything else.

Can it be that he has to eat noodles every meal?

“I know a few dishes,” Gu Ning remained calm and continued to eat.

From his every move, it was evident that he had a good upbringing.

“You have egg pain?” The conversation was getting weirder.

“Yes,” Tang Yuxin pointed to her face.

“The egg is here.”

Don’t tell me that face is not an egg?

A long time later only did Tang Yuxin realize how suggestive their conversation had been.

She didn’t feel much else at the time, thought what she said was alright.

However, discussing egg-related matters with a man seemed somewhat ridiculous.

Gu Ning stopped talking.

He didn’t seem to take the conversation to heart, and he didn’t show any reactions on his face either.

Tang Yuxin, being the naà ̄ve one, thought this was all over and Gu Ning had forgotten about it.

It was only much later that she realized Gu Ning had an excellent memory.

He remembered everything, wrote down each detail about her in his little notebook.

Today seems a bit better.

Tang Yuxin pressed Gu Ning’s shoulder and saw that the bruises were still there although they had lightened significantly compared to the past few days.

This truly was rapid recovery.

She then took out the needle.

If someone were to see her working, they would be amazed at her technique.

She almost didn’t need to look at what she was doing, but directly inserted the needles.

Half an hour later, the deathly black blood filled with illness was sucked out by the negative pressure of the fire jar.

Much better than last time, the color of the blood wasn’t as dark as before.

It seemed that his shoulder had a good recovery power.

“What do you want to eat?” Gu Ning asked Tang Yuxin, implying that he would cook today.

Tang Yuxin remembered she just bought a pile of stuff.

Now there’s all kind of things stuffed in the fridge.

“I want a feast.”

“Sure,” Gu Ning put on an apron.

But this apron, when worn by Tang Yuxin, reached her knees.

When worn by Gu Ning, it reached his thighs.

Standing in front of Gu Ning, she really looked like a child.

However, she never worried about her height.

She wasn’t short; it was just that Gu Ning was taller.

Yes, just a bit taller.

A twenty-centimeter height difference between them was the cutest height difference.